Indeed, soon after Charlotte returned to level 68, Spencer arrived with the bodyguards in two. “Please come with us!”

“Huh?” Charlotte was puzzled.

Spencer made a gesture with his hand, and the bodyguards immediately dragged her out as instructed.

“What are you doing?” Charlotte demanded. “Let me go! Let me go!”

Soon enough, she was brought to the conference hall on the sixty-sixth floor.

Henry was seated on the president's chair with his cane in one hand while staring daggers at her.

“Why did you take me here?” Charlotte demanded angrily.

“Never mind if you were born in a lowly family. I can't believe you're this wicked!” Henry uttered icily. “How dare you poison Sharon?”

Charlotte's eyes widened in shock.

It took her a while to regain her composure. “I don't know what you're talking about!” she exclaimed. “I never did that!”

“Stop trying to defend yourself.” Henry didn't want to waste time. “If you come clean, I might consider letting you off!”

“I didn't do that!” Charlotte panicked instantly. “Do you have evidence pointing it at me? Don't frame me for something I didn't do.”

Henry's brows puckered up in annoyance.

Spencer replied on his behalf. “Ms. Blackwood ate nothing else except for the coffee you prepared for her earlier. Half an hour ago, she collapsed and is now unconscious.”

Charlotte froze in her tracks. Yes, I should've known it when Sharon told me to prepare a cup of coffee for her today. She didn't make things difficult on purpose and even thanked me.

I was wondering why she was being nice today. Turns out she had set up a trap for me.

“You have nothing else to say?” Spencer asked.

“Are you pinning the blame on me just because she drank the cup of coffee I prepared for her?” Charlotte retaliated in a state of panic. “Any excuse will serve a tyrant. No one is sure whether she ate something else after that. Besides, she went to the seventeenth floor at noon for lunch.”

“We won't arrest you without reason.”

Spencer snapped his fingers. The bodyguards whipped out a coffee mug wrapped in a sealed package with the remains of the coffee.

“I sent someone to pick up this coffee mug from Mr. Zachary's office and ran a test. The coffee was indeed poisoned,” he announced, pointing at the sealed package.

Charlotte's eyes went round at the shocking piece of news. Did Sharon seriously poisoned her own coffee to frame me?

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